They say that we've each one perfect partner
Someone to suit us down to the ground
So where's mine?
Who's got him?
What happened?
Was I not there at the right time
Not paying attention?
Not listening?
Just messing around?
Now maybe the cliche's outmoded
And isn't now actually true
But, Mr Right,
I'm tired of waiting
What on earth has happened to you?
©cih12, 05.03.12